Fifty days of surprise: An invitation to see
There’s been a tree out the back of my new place, a gnarled, moss-covered tree, looking half-dead. It has had its own beauty, I suppose, but I’ve never paid much…
When God calls you beautiful
Her answer surprises me. She doesn’t stay silent. She doesn’t think about all the flaws she sees in herself. She seems, in that moment, not even to notice them. The…
How a big toe helps write a book
I’ve been studying the passage and writing the study on and off for four years now, and I keep being surprised by the new layers in it. I guess sometimes…